In the bowl-shaped, semi-circular house, the chilling aura became a little strange. The dragon king's white eyes locked onto Qin Fen with a death stare. The eye contact between two gave people the feeling of a year passing by in a second.
Within a few seconds into the confrontation, Ba Baiying, with a cold expression, swayed his arm suddenly. The soundproof door that was closed behind him since the beginning opened again, and Little Dragon King Yang Lie's fierce roar pierced everyone's ears immediately.
Qin Fen stood still and he smiled with his red eyes. It was pride and pain in the flesh that was beyond description.
Ba Baiying looked at Qin Fen's heart-rending smile with an incomprehensible convulsion, and sighed repeatedly, "You are a group of madmen."
